A Day in Sefrou

Today we left the hustle and bustle of Fes to experience more regional Morocco in the quiet town of Sefrou. As a town with very little tourism, it was very different to the places we've been so far. The trip itself was quite an experience! Not being able to find a bus, we surrendered our fate to the gods by taking a Grand Taxi. These 1980s Mercedes congregate at official points around the city, waiting until full before leaving for the destination. Unfortunately 'full' means four in the back and three in the front, not making for the most comfortable (or safe) journey.

But we made it and spent a lovely couple of hours exploring the medina of this quaint town. The highlight? (Vegetarians stop reading now): finding out just how fresh our dinner is every night. In the 'chicken quarter' of the souq are a number of shops with live chickens waiting to be slaughtered. When a customer comes by, they weigh the chickens (whilst still alive), slit their throat, pluck them, gut them, wash them, put them in a plastic bag and hand them over! We watched the whole process and it was remarkably clean and certainly a unique cultural experience.

After a fantastic BBQ lunch, we were lucky enough to make it back to Fes in one piece, only to swelter in 45 degree heat for the remainder of the afternoon!